She was in her petticoat. I let her petticoat loose and it fell down. She was naked down there; no panties on. I slapped her ass and bit her neck agai.... She yelled at me, ”do it slowly, I am all yours”.I took her to the bed again and this time, I ensured my head to be in between her legs. She was moving and hissing. I was just licking her inner thighs and biting her chocolate colored big thighs. She was smelling awesome down there; all wet and inviting.I was smelling her cunt, it was cleanly. By the time she returned I had had enough time to adjust my stiffening dick into a vertical less obvious bulge inside my pants. I mentally told it to settle down because it was not going to have a great time. The was about her, not my dick, I told myself. She came back and sat next to me on my right side. It was early evening and the sunlight on that warm summer day was still bright and filled the room. Everything was clean and quiet and cosy. She sat next to me close, so that much of her body. # They made love twice more, then ended up lying in a heap on the bed, Isha embraced by Lewis's strong arms."I just can't believe it," he mused. "I knew you were naughty but yikes, this is way beyond anything I ever could have imagined." I think you're just upset you didn't win your bet."He chuckled. "Trust me, just thinking about what you did makes up for it." He kissed her, then asked: "Have you thought about what the terms are now you're the winner?"She nodded. Yes, she had thought about. She was a bad gymnast because of her bigger tits but I liked that her tits made her different than the other girls. Bad gymnast but good fuck.Tiffany stood by Melissa to watch and they talked about ... school? Why school?While the Tiffany fuck was fast and furious, the Elizabeth fuck was slow and easy. I was distracted by the conversation. They talked about math class and a guy and gal that flirted with each other during the whole class and how Mr. Newsome had no idea.Elizabeth tired after a.